Belle laid flat on her back, her arms out to the side hanging off the bed…her blank gaze staring at the ceiling… She tried to make her mind switch off…to take the pain away…to somehow cope with what had happened to her…to them…not that she had seen Joe since he bought her into emergency last night…she knew that while she was feeling pain and grief…he was feeling relief and freedom…she hated him right now…more than she ever thought she could hate anyone…
“Ms Scott” The nurse said gently bringing Belle’s thoughts back into the room
“Sorry what” Belle said with a shake of her head
“Is there anything you need…anything I can get for you?”
“Ummm, no thanks…I’m…ummm…yeah…no…thanks” Belle stuttered
“Ok…well the psychologist is here to see you”
“I really don’t want to see anyone right now…I just want to be left alone” Belle said softly
“I’m sorry Ms Scott…but it is hospital policy after a loss like this” The nurse said gently
“Ok…but can I get a phone first please…just give me 10 minutes to make a call” Belle pleaded
“Sure” The nurse said handing Belle a phone
Belle stared at the phone in her hand reluctant to dial the numbers…with shaking fingers; she pushed the numbers from memory
“Hello”
“Hey Kev, its Belle” Belle said softly
“Hey…how are you?” Kevin said gently
“Ummm yeah…can you let Joe know that I will be burying his son on Friday” Belle said her voice devoid of all emotion
“Belle…I…” Kevin began as he heard a soft thanks and a click of the phone being disconnected in his ear